In the dark woods, a little ways back from the road, there were these five fairies, all named Charlotte. At least that's what I heard. There was thumb-sized Charlotte and pinky-sized Charlotte, and the rest were regular finger-sized fairies. They were all really nice, especially pinky Charlotte.
It was winter, and it was cold, and the fairies played in the snow sometimes; but not on the ground. They flew around chasing the snowflakes that fell from the sky, and they laughed and sparkled a lot.
It was almost Christmas when the fairies heard this little girl laughing. They flew to the edge of the forest, and there was this little girl, laughing and running around and looking for clues of a heffalump in the neighborhood. She had a bag with lots of clues, but the best clue was too big to fit in the bag. It was a heffalump foot print right there on the road and it was huge!
The little girl ran home with her bag of clues to tell her mommy and daddy about the heffalump, and the fairies flew along behind her, but she didn't see them. At the house, they hovered at the front window while the little girl ran inside and around the room squealing, "I found footprints from a heffalump! And ... I found all these clues!"
Mom and Dad had never ever seen a heffalump in person, but they really enjoyed the story their little girl told, and they looked through all the clues together. Outside the living room window, the five forest fairies hovered like little hummingbirds and giggled along with the little girl.
Thumb-sized Charlotte said wistfully, "She's really nice," as she enjoyed watching the little heffalump hunter; "and she'd be fun to play with, I'll bet." Pinky Charlotte lit up with big eyes and a smile and exclaimed, "we should move near to where she lives so she could visit us. We could be neighbors and friends!" The regular-sized Charlottes all agreed and suggested they invite George the granoladon to move with them. George and all the Charlottes were the very best of friends.
Well it turns out that the night before Christmas, George and all the Charlottes packed up their houses and frogs and moved next to where the little girl lived. Then on Christmas morning ... they sprang out of a Christmas box! "Surprise, surprise! Merry, merry, merry merry Christmas!" And with their tiny voices, they sang Silent Night and Away in a Manger for their new friend.The five forest fairies stayed and watched over their little friend for all the years of her childhood, and even when she was older, she remembered the story of Christmas they had shared with her; peace on earth, good will to men. And women. And children. And granoladons.